The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 3: Unexpected Ally…

Lyla

For a moment, nobody moved.

Then slowly, Darius released me, his expression shifting from arrogance to unease.

“Who the hell was that?” he muttered glancing in the direction of the growl.

I didn’t answer.

I didn’t know who he was either but I felt a strange pull towards him, a sense of safety I hadn’t felt in years.

My eyes drifted to where he was across the room but he was no longer there.

I turned around frantically, searching for him in the crowd, but I couldn’t find him.

He was just here a few seconds ago.

The cruel laughter from the boys reminded me of my current dilemma.

One of the boys suddenly yelped and pointed to my legs – I flushed in embarrassment as they laughed again.

It was my warm juices… I was so horny that I could feel every underwear I had on, soaked.

I closed my eyes, trying to block everyone out.

My body was just reacting to having plenty of men around me at the same time.

“What’s the matter, Lyla?” feeling a little… needy?” Darius taunted me as he stepped closer again.

“I bet you’d do anything to make this stop, wouldn’t you?”

My breath hitched.

I could feel my heat intensifying.

Darius’ voice – the manly scent of the men around me… gosh! It was driving me crazy, making my skin burn and my thoughts blur.

It was as though every nerve in my body was on fire and my senses were overwhelmed by the unbearable desire coursing through my veins.

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I moaned loudly, clamping my legs together as the scent of my high arousal hung heavy in the air.

Right now, that didn’t matter, I just wanted to take care of the pressure building inside me.

“Come on,” Darius sneered, leaning in closer.

“Why don’t you just beg us? We might take pity on you, mutt.

”

my

the twisted flicker of excitement that pulsed through me

body’s betrayal, how it craved for any touch, any relief, even from those who

breath ragged and I

the heat was too much and my mind was fogged by the need that

taunts mingling with

at her,” one

“She can barely stand.

Pathetic.

”

stepped forward and ran

he inserted his finger inside it, tears burned in my eyes – I wished I could stop

my tongue up and down his

dripped with false sympathy as he turned to his

bet she’d do anything to make

right, Lyla? Do you want me

them before he could finish

me, could hear mocking laughter chasing

get away, to find somewhere

a solid wall of muscle and staggered

apology on my lips but the words died in my

the

with a mix of curiosity

striking – tall, broad-shoulders, dressed in an impeccably tailored suit – an indication of power and

fell over the room as

feel their stares and a sickening

to his signet on the third finger of his left hand and I

was a Lycan leader, but

Leader of the White Moon Throne – the highest

heart pounded as I realized the

my world, with the scent

expecting a

for uncontrolled heat cycles especially

seen as a disgrace, a shame that could bring down the wrath

eyes were intense, a deep amber that seemed to

his gaze held

reached out, pulling me up from the ground with

asked, his voice sending shivers through my already hypersensitive

my arm and my breath hitched again as I struggled

I stammered but my body chose that moment to betray me

over me, stronger than before and my

against him, my vision blurring as desire overwhelmed my

me,

I could feel the hard planes of his chest against mine, I could smell

glanced up at him, my cheeks flushed and found his gaze fixed on me with an intensity that made

Time seemed to slow.

background as I and the Lycan leader stood locked

of something raw and primal